F A L L E N (a novel)

Fallen

Do you believe in angels? Angry, mostly demonic, self control-less douche bags with wings and togas who believe they're superior to everyone and everything other than the Elders and the higher-ups? Do they sound like humans? Hell yeah. Are they better than humans? HEEEEELLLLLL NAAAHHH!

How would I know?

I just happen to be one of them.

Wait who am I kidding, I'm not one of those concieted balls of douche! I would be one of them but in all honesty, I've never seen any of them with black wings that just so happen to be covered in pretty, shiny studs. I've also never seen any of them with eyes as light as mine.

Yes guys, I've got black wings, light gray eyes and my "people" kicked me out.

Angels do that? Kick each other out of Heaven?

Yes they do. It's a whole lot more common than you could possibly think. Angels are very bitter creatures with temper tantrums on a scale large enough to obliterate a small planet (like Earth). 

Are you different? Special? Powerful?

Then guess what sweetheart, you're one (or a thousand, depends on how much of a kissass you are) mistake away from being on your way to have your pretty ass kicked out of Heaven.

Being an angel means you ain't going to hell. Nah, baby you're going to send the rest of your (possibly and more than likely unlimited) days in perdition. AKA Earth.

And if you're really lucky, you get thrown out, like I was. Thrown out means you become a shooting star and you slam into the earth at a speed humans can't exactly comprehend. Basically, you make impact so hard all your bones (and wings) would be in pieces.

If you're also like me, a hybrid, then this is the path for you! They'll chuck you out of the big palace above as soon as you come of age and out won't have any choice but to comply cause it's either this or total obliteration and you sure as hell don't want that.

My name is Arlexa Thanos.

And I am Fallen.